Adventures in the Far Future & Tales of Outer Space — page 320: what you’re looking at

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lessen the slight jerk he had given it Amid the ruins of glass he looked apologetically at the apoplectic general. Stewie got up from the orderly bench. “Did he refuse?” “Yes,” said Gedso. “You got any further ideas?” said Stewie. “IT can appeal to my _ superiors—but they dislike technicians who Nave to resort to them.” “Well,” said Stewie, wrinkling up his stub of a nose, “all can say is that one way or the other I'll get it. | never did like those acid baths they use. How bad do you want to go on past the mines?” “Unless we do, there won't be any mines within the year.” “And there won't be any Stewie in two days. Didn't you Show him any facts?” “He wouldn't look at my data. These military men can think only in terms of weapons and he has been angry from the first. He says I’m stalling.” “Uh-uh,” said Stewie with a thoughtfully half-closed eye upon a cargo ship which was landing. The ship was disgorging new tanks of the latest pattern. Soldiers were rolling them into line and, as fast as they were started up, were driving them toward the shops. Stewie grinned. Gedso followed Stewie’s gaze and then understood. Together they walked toward the ramp down which the tanks were being disgorged from the ship. “Are they what you want?” said Stewie. “They will do very well,” said Gedso. Stewie took a position at the bottom of the ramp and the next tank which came down stopped rolling just beside him. He climbed quickly to the turret and in an officious voice, began to give directions for its alignment in the column. Caring very little, the convicts pushed. CORniclooo SS CO